The world of science is unscientific

Are you trying to provoke me again?

Yusuke Suzuki replied directly.

"Then stay hungry with me. I'm not going to have dinner anyway."

Dr. A Li's house.

Ai Haibara lay on her side on the sofa, her body wrapped in a thin, pure white wool blanket, with a woolen hat with pom-poms on her head.

Perhaps it was too warm, her little face was flushed, making one feel that one should take a bite to taste it.

I saw the message.

She pouted, her tone resentful, "You stinky Yusuke, couldn't you have just said you'd wait for me to come back so we could eat together?"

However, this obvious rejection dashed her hopes.

I won't be getting a kiss from my husband today.

Ai Haibara stretched out her arms and played with the strands of hair on her forehead with her slender fingers.

Because of her hairstyle, she could only roll her eyes at those few strands of hair that were restless because of her longing.

'Hu~'

Ai Haibara pouted cutely and exhaled upwards, her lower lip naturally enveloping her upper lip.

The subtle interplay between her silver teeth and red lips inevitably brought back memories of kissing Yusuke Suzuki.

Then, the upper and lower lips switch roles.

Her expression also turned unhappy.

The eyes observe the nose, and the nose observes the heart.

The body is curled up, with the legs together and bent.

Gently rest your face on your knees, then hug your legs tightly, just like you would hug Yusuke Suzuki.

I really, really miss you, Yusuke.

Hug me...

Yusuke Suzuki, far away in Gunma, could not see what Tokyo was like.

But the fact that the chat on the phone was interrupted already speaks volumes.

For him, a smartphone capable of video chatting is very important.

As for spending a long time by Ai Haibara's side... now is not the time.

With that in mind, Yusuke Suzuki dialed a number and walked away to the side.

Ai Haibara answered the phone with some surprise.

Without offering much explanation, Suzuki Yusuke paused for a moment before beginning to sing the song "Deep Longing" that he had just copied down.

at what time,

I've come to like you so much.

...

All the things I want to do

It means holding you tightly.

Chapter 752 Was Conan sent by Shinichi?

Singing a cappella is bound to lack a certain feeling, but the conditions are limited.

This was the first time Yusuke Suzuki had sung since he came into this world.

But at this moment, there's nothing wrong with doing something you wouldn't have wanted to do before for the one you love.

When Kuroba Kaito first met him, he said that Suzuki Yusuke had a very good voice.

Therefore, Ai Haibara, who was far away in Tokyo, listened with a rapt attention.

Yusuke Suzuki produced several songs, and she could confidently say that those songs were written for her.

But hearing someone else sing is definitely not as moving as hearing my husband sing it himself.

Yusuke, if you had sung that song for me just once earlier, I probably would have confessed everything to you long ago...

For some reason, Ai Haibara now feels as if she is enveloped in warmth.

This warmth is completely different from the warmth provided by a blanket.

same.

The people at the scene went from initial surprise to silence.

The highest respect they can give to singing is silence.

Listen quietly.

It surpasses all cheers and applause.

But Conan still had something to say.

Right now, they should be solving the case, right?

Normally, including today, I can pretend I didn't see you slacking off.

but!

It's not right for you to sing love songs to Haibara from afar right here, is it?

Even if you go a little further away?

Don't you know I'm tone-deaf?

With this comparison, how am I supposed to explain this to Xiaolan in the future!

What should I do when she asks me to sing for her?

and......

Conan was filled with grief, and he almost ground his teeth to powder.

I'm so jealous!

"I'll hang up now, Mis right."

"Actually, you can call me Mrs. Right now. Don't come looking for me right away after you get back. I want to let the longing between us ferment a little longer."

Click, the phone call ended.

The difference between 'Mis' and 'Mrs' is whether or not they are married.

My wife is saying, 'I appreciate your good intentions, but don't come back without finishing your work; that's not right.'

Yusuke Suzuki understood immediately, put away his phone, and looked at the crowd not far away.

Seeing that he had finished, Ran Mouri excitedly ran over first, "Yusuke-nii, I never expected you to sing so well! Today was such a lucky day!"

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't quite resist the exaggerated praise from the Japanese girl, which was full of 'luck', and he secretly felt pleased.

But he certainly didn't show it on his face, and directly avoided the topic, saying, "I think I've affected everyone."

Conan nodded frantically in his mind, "That's right, that's right!"

But Kogoro Mouri and the others waved their hands dismissively.

After Ran Mouri left, Haruka Hanchuan leaned over and whispered, "President, you sing so well, why don't you release one or two singles yourself?"

Does having a good singing voice mean you have to become a singer?

Yusuke Suzuki responded with his head bowed, subtly expressing some wariness.

Such blatant platitudes are incredibly unprofessional.

To think that it would be so easy to uncover his hidden personality traits is wishful thinking.

But this time he truly misjudged the situation.

Han Chuanqing hadn't thought that far ahead; she was simply curious.

After all, besides being a good singer, Chairman Suzuki is also an excellent lyricist and composer.

However, she also caught the subtle impatience in Suzuki Yusuke's words.

The seemingly young president is actually quite shrewd.

The aloof assassin, Han Chuanqing, muttered to himself, mentally unleashing a series of punches at Suzuki Yusuke with considerable annoyance.

She could already picture the bewildered expression on Suzuki Yusuke's face after his information was completely exposed.

Ahem, this isn't her show.

The socially awkward girl, Han Chuanqing, remained soft and gentle, respectfully stepping aside and remaining silent.

With the little incident over, Conan refocused his attention and decided to go back to the car to take another look.

Before he even went inside, the back of his collar was grabbed.

"Little brother, don't run into the car like that. It will interfere with our evidence search. Even removing some tape will cause a lot of trouble."

The forensic technician said helplessly, "Even if you stick the tape back on, it won't look the same as before."

"I'm so sorry..."

"Don't come any closer. You didn't destroy anything this time, but you might not be able to next time."

Just then, Hondo Eisuke, who was leaning against the car thinking about participating in the investigation, fell down on the spot once again.

“See?” he said with an expression that said, “I knew it.” “In this kind of environment, I’m bound to be the first one to fall.”

Ran Mouri is quite concerned about this new classmate who is "somewhat absent-minded" and looks like a girl.

"Are you OK."

Her eyes suddenly fell on the other person's fingertips, and she said anxiously, "Wait a minute, your finger is bleeding."

Hondo Eisuke looked up at the broken car window. "I was probably cut by a shard of glass that landed nearby."